A bright white path illuminated in the darkness of an empty space before her feet. It symbolized the unification of her brothers and their outstanding achievements that she wished to make as well. And so her goals, her dreams, her decisions, and her life relied on where that one path would take her.

But what happens when, on a tragic night, the path splits into two and shifts colors? That once beautiful, peaceful white changed into a blood red on the left and a sky blue on the right. It made her realize the separation of her idols and gave her a hard decision to make.

In time, she chose the more inviting side, and easily skipped down it. The girl knew that as long as she kept going on this specific path, she'd reach the place she wanted to be the most: In everyone's hearts. If she stayed on that sky blue path, she'd make it, and she would be seen as, "Ayako: The Honorable Uchiha!"

Summary: You've wanted to be a ninja ever since you watched Naruto. You had always dreamed that one day you would wind up in the shinobi world. When that fateful day arrives, how will you react? And more importantly, what will you do?
Everything is up to you!
A choose your own adventure fanfic.

A last-second time-travel gambit goes horribly wrong. An eclectic group of seventeen ninja ranging from Leaf shinobi to Akatsuki members find themselves in a past gone terribly askew. Konoha meets its end. Itachi, Konan and Nagato turn on Tobi. The entire shinobi system falls in on itself. Then the real story begins.

Summary: Ever since she was born she had been alone, she knew no love, only pain and sorrow. She was born in the Hidden Village of Mist and people looked down on her. She was the daughter of a well known enemy called Zabuza Momochi, known as the "Demon of the Hidden Mist" but she was a mistake and Zabuza didn't even know about her.

Her mother left her right after she was old enough to walk, not even given her a name. She was lonely and sat in the alley ways next to dumpsters so she could eat. Five years old and she was sick of being looked at with the disgusting eyes of the people around her so she trained hard, she observed the higher ninja's trainings and copied them. She wasn't going to be weak anymore. She would rise to the top and she would follow under her Father's footsteps.

She was beautiful. He knew it every time he looked at her. Every time she filled his senses and his mind with her bright colour. Every time his trembling fingertips brushed her soft, soft skin. Every time she laughed or called to talk to him. She was bright, beautiful, burning like the sunlight… and she would never love him back.

Gaara was always the sort of man for whom one person could change everything, but in the middle of a chaotic ninja alliance mission he never expected it to be her. As he finds himself drawn more and more into a world of small time politics and bitter shinobi rivals, his biggest challenge remains gaining the heart of the woman he loves.

The 4th Shinobi War is over. Sasuke is back and has reunited with Naruto and Sakura. Sai questions his own place in Team 7 and contends with other internal issues that cause him to leave Konoha along with other Root remnants.

Excerpt:
It seemed fitting that the rendezvous point was in front of Root's old headquarters. It was where most of the ex-members stayed even after Root was disbanded. It had been Sai's home for about ten years. Home. Where will home be now, he wondered. Where was it ever? He looked at his old comrades and thought that perhaps his place was really among them after all.

Shikamaru and Temari have been good friends ever since they first met in the Chuunin Exams. And their friendship strengthened during the Sasuke Retrieval Mission and the Fourth Shinobi War. Now, as young adults, they consider themselves as friends.

Nothing more.

But what happens when the Hokage and Kazekage issue a marriage between the Leaf and the Sand? Can Shikamaru and Temari learn to deal with each other as husband and wife?

One thing's for sure. Whoever said friends can't be a couple... was completely right.